Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

Li Tianqing cautiously moved towards the interior of the conch shell, only to see that it was quite spacious inside, with the widest part reaching about two zhang and a height exceeding two zhang.


After walking more than ten steps inward, the space began to shrink, and after turning a corner, it was only about one zhang wide. Turning another two bends, the space was just large enough to accommodate one person.


Chen Shi's Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique didn't shrink a person, but in fact, the person or object affected by the technique remained unchanged. What changed was the carrier of the Spell. If the Spell was cast on a basin, the space inside the basin would become immensely vast; if used on one's sleeve, the sleeve would seem like a huge, boundless bag.


Chen Shi had applied this technique to a conch shell; the shell did not grow in size, but its interior space expanded, allowing them to hide.


Chapter 170: The Official's Butt